A/N: Just an angsty little poem I wrote months ago, Read it and try to enjoy it, if you can.
Shattered Glass
She is shattered glass
hitting the floor
over and over
again.
Flying a
million different
directions in a
million tiny
pieces.
She comes undone
on the ice cold tiles
hitting it piece by
broken piece, until she must
face her last resort.
She is so beautiful
even when she is
shattered and broken
that he can't take it,
and he must run and hide,
again.
With every fake
smile and forced small talk,
she feels as if she is choking
on every breath
she takes.
so she turns
to her last resort,
One.
Last.
Time.
Her head spins
round and round
and pretty white stars
dance in her eyes.
But she just
stares at all the
pretty colors
green,
yellow,
Red.
And then....
everything goes
black.
Sweet relief
BLACK.
A/N: So yeah... review to tell me you hate it, you can say you love it too, but I probably won't believe you=)
Lots of love,
Pixie3